Unanswered Questions

Driftwoods on a river,

you said we were

that fateful day…

I was lost in confusion

between my stubborn belief

that it will always be

you… and me.

and that the “Goodbye” you whispered

was going to be your last.

“What went wrong?” I asked

as you paced away

into the sunset.

Another question…

added to a thousand more

that were unanswered.

and as the chill of the night

embraced me,

I cried.

With tears of bitterness,

I cursed that moment

and drowned myself

in anguish.

I died that day…

Seven years.

I saw that familiar face again.

“How are you?” you asked

that sunday morning at the park.

What can I say..?

Things changed.

People changed.

and before I could even utter a word

I gazed into your eyes.

Once brown and full of life,

were now mirages

of your broken dreams

for your hollow self.

What can I say..?

I can not muster enough strength

to even smile back

or tell you how hurt I was that day

and how much I hated you for that.

What can I say..?

What can I say..?

You left me with a thousand questions

and a “Goodbye”…

But that was before.

I turned around

and walked towards a wife

and a son playing at the park…

“Why..?” I heard you asked.

Your question.

Not mine.

and my one thousand

unanswered questions

didn’t matter

when I said “Goodbye…”

My “Goodbye”.